HIS FORTUNATE GRACE His Fortunate Grace By Gertrude Atherton Author of A Whirl Asunder, The Doomswoman, Patience Sparhawk and Her Times, Before The Gringo Came, Etc. New York D. Appleton and Company 1897 COPYRIGHT, 1897, BY D. APPLETON AND COMPANY. TO ALEECE VAN BERGEN. HIS FORTUNATE GRACE. CHAPTER I. “ARE you quite sure?” Mr. Forbes laid down his newspaper, and looked with slightly extended mouth at his daughter who leaned forward in an attitude of suppressed energy, her hands clasped on the edge of the breakfast-table. The heiress of many millions was not handsome: her features were large and her complexion dull; but she had the carriage and ‘air’ of the New York girl of fashion, and wore a French morning-toilette which would have ameliorated a Gorgon. “Quite sure, papa.” “I suppose you have studied the question exhaustively.” “Oh, yes, indeed. I have read Karl Marx and Henry George and a lot of others. I suppose you have not forgotten that I belong to a club of girls who aspire to be something more than fashionable butterflies, and that we read together?” “And you are also positive that you wish me to divide my fortune with my fellow-men, and deprive you of the pleasant position of heiress?” “Perfectly positive,” firmly. “It is terrible, terrible to think of the starving thousands. I feel it my duty to tell you, papa, that if you do not do this yourself, I shall--when--when--but I cannot even think of that.” “No; don’t worry about it. I’m good for twenty or thirty years yet----” “You are the handsomest and most distinguished-looking man in New York.” “Thanks. To proceed: I should say that you are likely to be several things meanwhile. I don’t know that I shall even take the trouble to alter my will. Still, I may--that is unless you convert me. And you are also convinced that women should have the vote?” “Yes! Yes! indeed I am. I know all the arguments for and against. I’ve heard and read everything. You see, if we get the vote we can bring Socialism about quite easily.” “Without the slightest difficulty, I should say, considering the homogeneity of the feminine mind.” “You darling sarcastic thing. But can’t you see what weight such women as we are interesting in the cause _must_ have? We have carefully excluded the _nouveau riche_; only the very oldest and most notable names will be on our petition when we get it up.” “Oh, you are going to get up a petition? Well, let that pass for the present. Suppose you fall in love and want to marry?” “I shall tell him everything. What I intend to make of my life--do with what wealth I have at my disposal. If he does not sympathize with me and agree to my plans, he must go. A woman’s chief end is not matrimony.” “I need not ask if you have ever been in love?”